Trapped

Trapped Part 20

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KYRA POV

I woke up tied to the bed. I looked over and saw Roc sitting in the edge of the bed.

Kyra: WHAT DID U DO TO ME?!

Roc: listen. Honey. I am a kidnapper. Not a rapist.

Kyra: what's the difference? They both take something that isn't theirs.

Roc: Like what? You ain't got no virginity.

Kyra: My dignity.

Roc: Well hell, u ain't got that either.

Kyra: and u ain't got no hairline but I don't say Nothin.

Roc: I hate girls with smart ass mouths. Like you.

Kyra: and I hate cocksucking motherfucking dickriders like you, but I still put up with your shit.

Roc: ugh if you weren't Jacob's...

Kyra: where the hell is He anyway?

Roc: out buying stuff. He told me to watch you.

Kyra: ugh. Why you?

Roc: because I'm his bro.

Kyra: just untie me now.

Roc: No He told me to keep u like this till He got home so u don't try anything.

Kyra: Please.....just help me out....get me out...

Roc: (laughs)you're funny.

Kyra: (yells and screams)

Roc: What the hell r u doing?

Kyra: If Prince really knew me He would know that I really hate being strapped down.

Roc: Ohhh yeaahhhh....He told me you would act like this when u woke up. So he gave me chloroform and a rag. Now, unless you wanna go back to sleep for another few hours, then I suggest u shut up and stay still.

Kyra: When will he be back?

Roc: soon.

Kyra: How soon?

Roc: soon enough.

Kyra: (sighs frustratedly)

Roc: So, while we wait, let's talk.

Kyra: I don't wanna talk to u.

Roc: Well u have no choice.

Kyra: (death stare)

Roc: ANYWAYS, what is your past like?

Kyra: I'm more interested in your past.

Roc: Why is that?

Kyra: because u probably know a lot about me from Prince.

Roc: Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. Amuse me.

Kyra: I ain't got to amuse shit.

Roc: Well then I guess I'm going downstairs.

Kyra: You're bluffing.

Roc: Try me.

Kyra: You can't leave me alone. Prince says.

Roc: I honestly don't give a shit about if you're a psychotic suicidal bitch or not.

Kyra: but Prince does.

Roc: and?

Kyra: U wouldn't let me do it because I and him are "bros"

Roc: You don't know me. You don't know what I can and will do. So I suggest u stop being such a smartass.

Kyra: Tell me something did you run away from your parents or did they run away from u?

Roc: My mother loved me. I had a normal life. School, work, family, church-

Kyra: boy lyin is a sin u kno u aint stepped foot in no type of holy place.

Roc: I did. I was baptized when I was a baby.

Kyra: and? U didn't know what it meant to be baptized, much less register the word into your Brain. You just went in a dry devil, came out a wet one.

Prince: (walks in)

Roc&Kyra: Finally.

Kyra: fucker.

Prince: what happened?

Kyra: Nothing. Untie me.

Prince: (puts down bags and unites her)

Roc: U lucky u my bro. I can't stand her.(walks out)

Kyra: DICKRIDING COCKSUCKER!

Prince: Do I need to sedate u again?

Kyra: (pouts and crosses arms)no.....where were u?(rubs wrists)

Prince: Out buying things.

Kyra: like?

Prince: Like things. None of your business.

Kyra: Did u buy sex toys?

Prince: No....perv....

Kyra: (stares at him with straight face)Who is the one who had 5 dudes Fuck me at the same time? U dick.

Prince: If I did buy them it don't concern u.

Kyra: Whatever.